Morning soon came upon us and we were all at the breakfast table fully dressed ready to enter the capital. In a matter of moments. Our whole Squad was walking out of the train into an assortment of different colored people screaming our named as we continued to walk. Surprise! Surprise! Finnick had women swooning and fainting just by looking at him. We then left to go find our prep team, which is supposed to "strip every inch of body hair" as Finnick put it. Which he was right since now I am laying on a cold metal table in a robe in front of three weird looking capitolites. According to sources, there names are Silver, Platinum, and Gold. They plucked bathed every limb of my body until they decided that I am ready to see my stylist. I even got compliments about my own body which was a little weird as Platinum wanted to pluck my waistline. But whatever. They liked how I wasn't as hairy as some of the tributes in the past. My eyes were merely focused on the walls as I waited for my stylist. As a door slid open, I saw a short man with reddish orange hair with a ton of body alterations. He looked to be in his 30's and had a large grin on his face which was enhanced through his red lipstick.
" You must be Carla, I am Flame your stylist and am here to help you in anyway possible".
Man it was surprising since a man with the amount of makeup he has on wouldn't normally introduce himself this way. Flame didn't even have the usual capitol accent that most people had. Instead of constantly complimenting me, he got down straight to business. Which I sort of liked. Apparently, he didn't want his work to be seen until the end. Flame started out with makeup, noticing the orange streaks of eyeshadow he put on my eyes. No wonder why his name is Flame, he loves his orange. Just by the look of it, my face seems shinier than a shooting star, considering the amount of highlight and bronzer used. The lips were kept simple, just a baby pink lip coats. It was taking literally forever. I almost fell asleep after my hair was pinned straight, thanks to Flame. Here came the surprising part. Flame made me where a blindfold. I was confused at first, but understood that he didn't want me to see until he was done. The feeling of a rather thin skirt made me worry whether the outfit would be see through or not. Heels were then slid on my feet to finish off my outfit. My jaw dropped one I saw Flame's work. There was a neutral long sleeve pink shirk with palm trees on it resembling our district. Then I realize the top is a one piece, and a thin pink skirt was put over it to not draw too much attention to my legs. I like though how I can show off some of how slim and toned they are. It wasn't too simple or over the top, it was just PERFECT. I owe it all to Flame.
" I hope you like it Ms. Cortez, this is a little different than what I normally do".
He understood the expression on my face and chuckled, since I am excited.